Chapter 591: Dragon Emperor Invincible

At this moment, Xiao Yan resembled a giant of light; he initiated Ba Ji Beng with a right uppercut that sent Dragon Scale flying from the West Dragon King.

Seizing the advantage, Xiao Yan pressed forward relentlessly; his Golden Crystal Body erupted in power—having been fully perfected, it contained numerous martial techniques, each punch and kick forming a continuous combo, ending with a Huangquan Palm strike that sent the charging West Dragon King hurtling into Space, like the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

With dual Divine-Class Clan Marks enhancing him, Xiao Yan's Soul Force had reached Heaven Realm Great Perfection, and his Cultivation Realm was now comparable to the North Dragon King's; the West Dragon King, weaker by a full sub-rank, was instantly blasted away by Xiao Yan's combo of Dou Techniques.

But the Three Great Dragon Kings were not mere names; they too possessed Bloodline Secret Techniques to enhance their physical strength.

"Ancient Dragon in the Wild!" roared the South Dragon King in his true form, exploiting the instant Xiao Yan unleashed Huangquan Palm, transmigrating through Space, his Dragon Roar echoing endlessly as he leapt skyward.

A DragonScream pierced the Nine Heavens; the leaping South Dragon King dove from Space, and with a thunderous crash, his claw slammed hard onto Xiao Yan's back—there was a cracking sound, and even with Xiao Yan's Golden Crystal Body and Dragon Phoenix Ancient Armor, the South Dragon King was still a Three-Star Dou Saint Late Stage Ancient Dragon King!!

One claw tore through Space, another shredded a world, ripping open Xiao Yan's Dragon Phoenix Ancient Armor and Golden Crystal Body, sending three jets of blood spraying out, exposing his mangled, bloody back.

Seeing the South Dragon King land his hit, the hidden North Dragon King slithered out like a venomous snake, instantly transmigrating through Space to appear before Xiao Yan, revealing a cruel, treacherous grin.

His dragon tail, wrapped in the power of Space, struck Xiao Yan's chest like a mountain weighing hundreds of millions of tons.

Boom! Blood sprayed; Xiao Yan spat a mouthful of blood, his Golden Crystal Body's chest caving inward, the Golden Crystal and Dragon Phoenix Ancient Armor shattering like broken glass, scattering everywhere.

But at this moment, Xiao Yan's giant Golden Crystal Body smirked coldly; he snapped his head up, his eyes fierce as he glared at the treacherous North Dragon King and sneered: "This one's for you."

"Flame Emperor Seal!"

As he was blasted backward by the North Dragon King, Xiao Yan's right hand flipped backward and slapped a palm strike at the North Dragon King's body—within his palm lay a hidden, ever-cycling, endlessly revolving Flame Emperor Seal.

When the North Dragon King saw Xiao Yan had secretly concealed a Heavenly Rank Advanced Grade Flame Emperor Seal, his dragon pupils shrank; he roared, unleashing the Ancient Dragon Power of the Void Ancient Dragon Clan, attempting to escape through Space.

"Hehehe, trying to run?"

Meow! A cat's cry suddenly echoed from Space; just as the purple Ancient Dragon Power tore open Space, a jet of pitch-black flame transformed into chains of Black Flame, sealing the rift completely.

The North Dragon King's heart lurched; as he tried to brute-force his way out of the Space seal, the Flame Emperor Seal detonated against him.

If Buddha Fury Lotus was a wide-area explosion of Fire Lotus, then the Flame Emperor Seal was Xiao Yan's single-target strongest Dou Technique!

Boom! Boom!! A pillar of Strange Flame erupted, piercing straight through the North Dragon King's massive body as he stared in terror—Xiao Yan's current cultivation realm was no joke; even the North Dragon King couldn't survive an unblocked, point-blank Flame Emperor Seal strike.

"Ahh!" The North Dragon King screamed, his body pierced by a massive blood hole, blood gushing wildly; Dragon Blood rained onto the soil of East Dragon Island, turning the entire island as if drenched in a bloodstorm—when the torrents of blood sprayed, it resembled an ink-painted scene, the entire space of East Dragon Island transformed into a blood-soaked battlefield, the crimson blood staining the Shan Mai with shocking, horrifying vividness.

Roar! The South Dragon King instantly appeared from Space, his massive body coiling around the Golden Crystal Body, his DragonClaw like hooked chains sinking deep into Xiao Yan's SpiritFlesh.

Crack! Crack! Crack! The South Dragon King surged with terrifying physical strength, nearly crushing Xiao Yan's body to pulp—Xiao Yan had expended immense Dou Qi using multiple Dou Techniques, and now struggled to break free from the Three-Star Dou Saint Late Stage Dragon King's grip.

Roar! The South Dragon King opened his monstrous maw and bit down hard on the Golden Crystal Body's shoulder—his crushing bite nearly severed Xiao Yan's entire shoulder!

Excruciating pain twisted Xiao Yan's face; gritting his teeth, he growled: "Buddha Fury Lotus!"

Hu! Hu! Hu!! Eight Different Flames burst instantly from his Naling, his Soul Force temporarily surging to Heaven Realm Great Perfection—condensed Fire Lotus took barely an instant; a colossal Fire Lotus appeared before Xiao Yan.

Seeing the Fire Lotus before him, the South Dragon King's face turned pale with terror—this is suicide!

"Blow!"

Boom! Xiao Yan did not hesitate—he detonated the Fire Lotus right before him. At that moment, Space above East Dragon Island erupted with endless streams of Strange Flame light.

Hearing the thunderous boom, the Fire Lotus exploded violently, a terrifying wave of flame sweeping across heaven and earth.

"No!"

Seeing this, Dou Sheng experts like Yao Ming and others nearby turned pale with horror and shouted: "Run!"

Without even warning, he spun and fled.

If Huangquan Heavenly Rage was a soul-targeted attack that could avoid harming allies' Soul Bodies, then Buddha Fury Lotus was a indiscriminate explosion that would engulf Xiao Yan himself.

As the Buddha Fury Lotus spun, endless heatwaves surged with streams of Strange Flame, rushing like torrents, like heavenly waterfalls—the uncontrolled flame wave rolled outward, swallowing both Xiao Yan and the South Dragon King.

"Damn it, this Xiao Yan goes full mad even on himself," muttered Hei Qing from afar, abandoning his opponent and hastily retreating into Space.

Roar! A charred, blackened "Black Dragon" burst from the flame wave.

The South Dragon King was in pitiful shape—his once-lustrous purple Dragon Scale was now blackened and brittle from the Buddha Fury Lotus, emitting the scent of roasted meat; as he charged out of the flames, his scales fell off, and scalding blood dripped into Space.

Standing in Space, the South Dragon King's face was furious, his eyes sharp yet filled with deep wariness—if not for his Dragon King Bloodline and his Three-Star Dou Saint Late Stage status, that Fire Lotus would have crippled or killed him outright.

Of course, the worst off was the North Dragon King—his mouth dripped blood, his body pierced by a gaping hole revealing his internal organs; purple light tried to heal the wound, but was blocked by Strange Flame energy, leaving him in a horrific state.

The North Dragon King now clamped his wound shut with sheer physical strength, but the Strange Flame still raged inside him—he couldn't purge it anytime soon.

The West Dragon King, returning from Space, never imagined he'd be the least injured—he'd been crushed deep into Space by Huangquan Palm, but Xiao Yan's Huangquan Palm was far from perfected; how could its power compare to Buddha Fury Lotus or the Flame Emperor Seal?

The flames of Buddha Fury Lotus slowly faded; when the Strange Flame dispersed, Xiao Yan emerged from within.

Even Yao Ming and others could clearly sense that Xiao Yan's aura was no longer as potent as at the start—his Dou Qi was heavily depleted, his shoulder bore a grotesque wound, his back had three deep claw marks reaching bone, and his chest was caved in.

Yet Xiao Yan's eyes still burned brightly; a blood-stained smile curled on his lips.

Though the Fire Lotus had also blasted Xiao Yan, having refined Twelve Strange Flames, his body's fire resistance surpassed even the Yan Clan Leader's—Strange Flame entering his body was no issue for him, minimizing the Fire Lotus's damage.

"He's really taking on all three?" The Dou Sheng experts from the North, West, and South Dragon Islands stared in shock, unable to believe their eyes as they shouted: "He stands alone atop East Dragon Island, holding off the Three Great Dragon Kings—and has wounded the North and South Dragon Kings!"

"How is this possible? He's only a Two-Star Dou Saint Late Stage—how can he hold off the Three Great Dragon Kings?! Even Divine Grade Dou Di Bloodline shouldn't be this strong!"

The ancestors of the Void Ancient Dragon Clan were the Ancestral Dragon; measured by Dou Di Bloodline strength, Dragon King lineage equaled Nine-Star Dou Di Bloodline—though inferior to Xun Er and Xiao Yan's Divine Grade Bloodline, it was still far beyond ordinary Dou Di Bloodlines, and the gap couldn't be this vast.

"This is insane—I feel Xiao Yan's power rivals Zi Yan's Dragon Emperor strength!" Elder Qing Shan couldn't believe his eyes, gaping in shock, exclaiming aloud.

Advancing beyond one's Cultivation Realm was incredibly difficult; Xiao Yan had boosted his power to Three-Star Dou Saint via his Divine Grade Bloodline—but this was one against three!

"Two Dragon Emperors… East Dragon Island has two Dragon Emperors."

At this moment, the strongest of them—the North Dragon King—surveyed all battlefields; the morale of the warriors from the North, West, and South Dragon Islands had plummeted to rock bottom—first crushed by Zi Yan's Dragon Emperor's Power, now further shattered by Xiao Yan's sudden appearance, who had turned the Nine Underworld Spirit Serpent against them and held off all three Dragon Kings, allowing Zi Yan to remain hidden in Space, preparing a devastating move.

Some warriors had already stopped fighting.

In truth, Xiao Yan was merely enduring at the cost of his own severe injuries—the Three Great Dragon Kings had yet to fully unleash their Ancestral Dragon Power; even so, Xiao Yan would struggle to win if the battle continued. But if Zi Yan now emerged, then with her added, the Three Great Dragon Kings' chances of victory would vanish.

As for the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, the Phoenix had long fled during the chaos of Xiao Yan's fight with the Three Great Dragon Kings, abandoning the Eight Rank clan members who followed her.

When gods fight, even a slightly stronger mortal like her dared not intervene.

"We must kill this man—otherwise, even without a Dragon Emperor, we won't be able to hold East Dragon Island!" The North Dragon King's face darkened; he now placed Xiao Yan on the same level as Zi Yan.

This guy is too terrifying! What kind of demons and monsters are the Xiao Clan?!

The other two Dragon Kings nodded—this way, their Three Great Dragon Islands would be picked off one by one.

"This won't do—summon the Ancestral Dragon Shadow!" the North Dragon King barked sternly.

In the days when the Old Dragon Emperor still lived, these three were his three kings, just like the Three Immortals of the Ancient Clan or the Four Demon Saints of the Soul Clan—similarly, the Void Ancient Dragon Clan had its own equivalents.

The other two Dragon Kings never imagined that after fighting for so many years, they would one day join forces.

With a resonant hum, in that instant, the three Dragon Kings unleashed an endless torrent of purple light from their bodies; this boundless divine radiance surged skyward, shattering the air with an overwhelming dragon aura as their bloodline power exploded without restraint.

The heavens cracked open, and a dragon aura rivaling Zi Yan's surged forth.

Roar! The power of the three Dragon Kings linked head to tail, forming an immensely powerful chain, and then a colossal dragon, larger than any of the three Dragon Kings, slowly emerged from the endless void, as if rising from the very end of time.

"That's the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Statue!"

"The three Dragon Kings have joined forces to summon the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Statue!!"

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, his expression turning grim; though he appeared energetic, only he knew he was severely wounded—even the Three Thousand Flame Flame and the Yin-Yang Dual Flame couldn't heal such grave injuries in the short term.

Beasts differ from humans; their bloodlines contain countless secrets, and their cultivation focuses on refining their bloodline to draw closer to their ancestors.

Faced with the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Statue, which appeared as if transcending time and felt utterly real, Xiao Yan had no choice but to push himself to the limit.

Forming a hand seal, he expended vast soul force, summoning a colossal three-faced Asura statue; his Heaven Realm Great Perfection soul power drained rapidly. Yaaa!! After absorbing Xiao Yan's immense soul force, the three-faced Asura instantly awakened, its six eyes opening wide and its three mouths roaring in unison!

The demonic Asura faced the Ancestral Dragon's shadow directly, its three heads and six arms resembling a demonic god.

Just as Xiao Yan prepared to fight once more, the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Statue above trembled, its enormous dragon eyes slowly turning toward a point in the empty air ahead.

"Go back!"

Before the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Statue, a petite figure let out a cold command—and the Sacred Statue began to fade slowly, as if truly retreating!

There, in the void, Zi Yan held a golden longsword that seemed liquid in form; a devastating power quietly spread, a force of annihilation surpassing even the combined Ancestral Dragon Sacred Statue summoned by the three Dragon Kings!

After commanding the Ancestral Dragon Sacred Statue to retreat, Zi Yan turned to Xiao Yan and saw his blood-soaked, grievously wounded body; her eyes blazed with terrifying fury as she glared coldly at the three Dragon Kings in the distance.

"I shall condemn you all to eternal imprisonment in the Dragon Prison!"

The Dragon Emperor's rage echoed across the entire Dragon Island; the sheer intensity of her wrath made even the void tremble, shaking the island itself, and every living creature on it fell to their knees in terror, begging for her mercy.

All dragons on East Dragon Island bowed their heads in reverence, daring not to meet the furious Dragon Emperor's gaze. At that moment, even the subjects of the other three Dragon Islands, protected by their own Dragon Kings, trembled in fear—some even knelt in midair, surrendering their weapons.

This primal fear rooted deep within their bloodlines could not be erased or resisted, even after thousands of years of brainwashing.

When the Dragon Emperor is enraged, a million dragons fall in blood!

"The Dragon-Slaying Sword?! Is that the Dragon-Slaying Sword?! How can you summon the Dragon-Slaying Sword?!"

At that moment, the three Dragon Kings stared in utter shock at the golden longsword in Zi Yan's hand, recoiling in terror.

(End of Chapter)